Hwoarang positioned himself in a squat on the floor as he listened to Reno, his elbow on his leg and his chin resting thoughtfully on his fist. It seemed like Reno had a pretty decent idea about what was going on and how the system worked. If all he had to do was stick it to that Sword guy then there were no problems, certainly he could do that much, the whole business running…
That was another story…
Hwoarang knew how to make money; he’d made tons of it setting up street matches with his own gang. He’d have his guys pull their punches so it seemed like the other side would win and in he would come wailing ass and winning cash. He knew absolutely nothing about running a drug business or business in general. He was a horrible math student and he had a waning attention, “hmmm…taking out Sword I can probably manage, taking over business is something entirely different, but you seem to have a pretty good idea about what goes on ‘round here…”
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Date: 2007-04-22 06:22 pm (UTC)That was another story…
Hwoarang knew how to make money; he’d made tons of it setting up street matches with his own gang. He’d have his guys pull their punches so it seemed like the other side would win and in he would come wailing ass and winning cash. He knew absolutely nothing about running a drug business or business in general. He was a horrible math student and he had a waning attention, “hmmm…taking out Sword I can probably manage, taking over business is something entirely different, but you seem to have a pretty good idea about what goes on ‘round here…”